Wig Split
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
I'm overthinking' again when I should go with my gut
Left elbow hanging' out that window in my Lambo' truck
Contemplating' if I should go pick these two hoes up
Or would I rather be alone and drown myself in the mud
Lil' baby gon' fuck my mind, take my time, and let me rot and die
Don't bang my line unless you got something I need in my life
There's something about the way you talk that I like
And now I want you until tomorrow, I put a new bitch in my El Dorado
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Don't get your wig split for talking' like a witness
I got gorillas with me, point and shoot, no hit list
You're deadbeat, now you're laying six feet deep
Boy, you bark, we bite back, I don't need no hype man
Bitch, I am a OG, everybody know me
Count money with my homies, don't need nobody to float me
Sipping' on the OE, I know I'm dying' slowly
So I just copped a Rollie to slit my wrist and OD, yuh
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Come and get your wig split, extendo on the sick fit
Leave your body cold like a bad kid on Christmas
When I'm in the streets, I will be on point as if I'm Vince
Wet 'em up because they gassed 'em up to be a gremlin
Shoot my shot, gotta find a new court
And they're giving' out smoke like a box of Newport
If a nigga wanna buck, there's a whole bunch of war
You can live a long life, but it can cut short
Sticks taller than Vince Carter
I've been a baller, he has been a shooter
I teach niggas, I don't need a tutor
Don't let this ruler turn into a Roger, my nigga
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
I'm overthinking' again when I should go with my gut
Left elbow hanging' out that window in my Lambo' truck
Contemplating' if I should go pick these two hoes up
Or would I rather be alone and drown myself in the mud
Lil' baby gon' fuck my mind, take my time, and let me rot and die
Don't bang my line unless you got something I need in my life
There's something about the way you talk that I like
And now I want you until tomorrow, I put a new bitch in my El Dorado
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Don't get your wig split for talking' like a witness
I got gorillas with me, point and shoot, no hit list
You're deadbeat, now you're laying six feet deep
Boy, you bark, we bite back, I don't need no hype man
Bitch, I am a OG, everybody know me
Count money with my homies, don't need nobody to float me
Sipping' on the OE, I know I'm dying' slowly
So I just copped a Rollie to slit my wrist and OD, yuh
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Fuck with me and get your wig pulled back
Steady swerving' off a Xanax that I put inside the shack, shack
Come and get your wig split, extendo on the sick fit
Leave your body cold like a bad kid on Christmas
When I'm in the streets, I will be on point as if I'm Vince
Wet 'em up because they gassed 'em up to be a gremlin
Shoot my shot, gotta find a new court
And they're giving' out smoke like a box of Newport
If a nigga wanna buck, there's a whole bunch of war
You can live a long life, but it can cut short
Sticks taller than Vince Carter
I've been a baller, he has been a shooter
I teach niggas, I don't need a tutor
Don't let this ruler turn into a Roger, my nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Denzel Curry, Kevin Pouya, Ivan Ramirez, Michele Scatamacchia, Christopher Rockwell
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